Chapter 91 Haunted High School (25)
He lay on the bed with the lights off, with Cang Zhi lying next to him. Although his mood had changed a little, Su Yue was actually familiar with Cang Zhi's existence and soon ignored him.
Su Yue was still thinking about the black mud tonight.
If you think about it carefully, this is actually a bit strange.
From the first night till now, a total of four people have died. The first person died in a very terrible way in the dormitory with blood splattered all over the place. The second person died in an even more tragic way in the music classroom after being pierced by guitar strings.
The third person was Su Yue himself, who was attacked for two consecutive nights. On the first night, he was attacked by zombies that could throw spinning axes, and on the second night, he was attacked by a ball of black mud.
That's the problem.
In this kind of game, the murderer always has a specific method to kill people and it is impossible for him to kill people indiscriminately. Then the game would be a bit illogical.
But the killing methods on the first and second days were like those of two different people compared to what Su Yue encountered in the last two days.
If I have to say something, it's that the blood flowing out of the shower head today has the same cruel and bloody smell as the past two days, but the boomerang axe zombie yesterday was honestly not quite as good.
Moreover, the two monsters, zombies and black mud, seem to have no connection. The zombie's skill is boomerang, and the black mud's skills are imitation (imitating Cang Zhi), hardening (enhancing defense) and self-destruction. They are completely unrelated.
But if the murderer on the first and second days and the pen fairy who targeted Su Yue on the third and fourth days were not the same person, then the plot would be even more difficult to follow. There were a lot of clues, but it was difficult to make sense of them, and the already confusing scene became even more confusing.
When Su Yue encountered a difficult problem, he would habitually grab something in his hand to play with it. This time was no exception. He rubbed it for a while before realizing that it was Cang Zhi's arm.
It’s Cangzhi’s arm.
It shouldn't be a big deal, but Su Yue quickly let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted. He moved so fast that his elbow hit the bedpost hard, hitting his tendons and causing him to gasp.
"Does it hurt?" Cang Zhi asked.
Su Yue rubbed his arm: "It's okay."
"Then...?" Cangzhi asked tentatively.
Su Yue didn't think much about it: "Continue."
It means that he continues to think while Cangzhi continues to sleep.
"Okay." Cang Zhi agreed readily.
Cangzhi turned over and considerately left his entire arm for Suyue to play with. His clothes fluttered on the mattress, making a rustling sound.
Su Yue sighed softly, feeling a little touched.
Just as he reached out to grab Cang Zhi's arm, he heard Wei Wan's faint mumbling from the bed opposite: "Don't listen to what is indecent, don't look at what is indecent, don't say what is indecent. Don't listen to what is indecent, don't look at what is indecent, don't say what is indecent..."
Su Yue: "..."
Are you here to cause trouble?!
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The next day, Su Yue was awakened by a loud noise outside the dormitory. When he woke up, he found that he had somehow fallen asleep in a position completely nestled in Cang Zhi's arms.
He put his arms around Cangzhi's neck, his shoulders touching hers. Because Su Yue slept in a slightly curled-up position, his nose was pressed against Cangzhi's chin, and even their legs were pressed against each other in an ambiguous position, which was almost too intimate.
Su Yue had never had this level of contact with the puppet, let alone the main god.
When he realized something was wrong with him, he jumped out of bed as if he was escaping.
There was a sink in the dormitory, and Su Yue washed his face with cold water there about ten times.
It's outrageous.
That's a puppet.
Puppet.
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The source of the noise outside was of course the public bathroom. Students who went there to wash up early in the morning discovered the tragic scene as soon as they entered the door. Now the bathroom has put up a "No Entry" roadblock, and a group of students are whispering there.
"What's going on inside?"
"It's like someone bombed the bathroom in the middle of the night."
"I heard there was blood, all over the wall."
"Another death?"
"No."
"Maybe the body hasn't been found yet. It's better not to wander around the dorms. I heard that the person who first discovered the body in the music room has a high fever and nightmares every night. If I push open the door and see a bloody head staring at me, I probably won't be able to get rid of it for the rest of my life."
"Is it related to that person?"
"You said..." The person who spoke didn't say anything else, but mouthed Wei Wan's words, "Him?"
"Um."
"It's possible. Isn't the bathroom on his floor? Maybe his own dorm was messed up, and he's just trying to get back at them."
"You'd better stay away from him from now on. It's a good thing I didn't get involved in the trouble yesterday."
Su Yue, who was standing at the far end of the crowd, sighed silently when he heard this, suspecting others before even knowing if there was a victim. He glanced at Wei Wan, who was wearing a baseball cap to conceal his identity.
Wei Wan raised an eyebrow, "It doesn't matter. I'm happy to be alone even if they're afraid of me."
"But I'm also quite curious. Who is it?" Wei Wan asked again in a low voice. Then, suddenly realizing something, his eyes widened. He quietly extended a finger and pointed at Su Yue, "You—?"
"Pen Fairy." Su Yue said in a low voice.
Wei Wan nodded in understanding and asked in a lower voice, "The bathroom was in such a state, how could you two come back clean?"
"I went to take a shower." Su Yue replied.
Wei Wan's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "Take a shower together?"
"Hmm..." Su Yue said halfway and suddenly realized, "What is your composition???"
Wei Wan was particularly innocent, "I just like gossip."
Su Yue: "..."
This NPC is mean and mean.
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Not long after, the dean of studies and the dormitory manager appeared together. The dean of studies was in a hurry, wearing high heels, and was very angry about the various accidents that had happened in recent days.
"What the hell is going on?!" the Dean of Students shouted angrily. "How did a good public bathroom get turned into such a mess?!"
She took a step inside, but was immediately driven back out by the stench of sewage sludge. She retched and yelled, "Who did this?! Check the surveillance!"
"Director, there is no surveillance in the student dormitory area." The dormitory manager kindly reminded.
"Those must be the poor students in every building!" the Dean of Studies said angrily. "They don't even bother contributing to the school every day, instead they're trying to stir up trouble! Dormitory Supervisor, send me the list of poor students when you get home. I want to question them one by one!"
List of poor students?
Su Yue asked Wei Wan in shock: "Is there such a thing?"
"She did it herself," Wei Wan whispered. "She categorized all students with poor academic performance and from poor families as poor students. She doesn't shy away from this at all."
Su Yue looked around and found that there were indeed a few students in the crowd. They lowered their heads slightly when the dean said the words "list of poor students".
Those students really looked unremarkable. One of them even had clothes that had become hard and white from being washed so many times. They seemed to have gotten used to the reprimands from the dean and did not show any anger when being scolded for no reason.
The dean of studies was still shouting.
"And the one who stole the goldfinch yesterday. I've already compiled the first batch of names. I'll combine them with today's list. If I find out who it is—"
Those students might have gotten used to such unreasonable cold stares and accepted it submissively, but when it came to this point, Su Yue could no longer tolerate it. He was just about to say something, but before he could move, Wei Wan had already stood up before him.
"It's me." Wei Wan said.
The dean sneered: "Just wait to be fired—"
Her voice suddenly stopped after a 180-degree turn. "What?"
"I said, I was the one who blew up the public bathroom." Wei Wan said.
"It's you?" The Dean's mouth opened into an O shape in shock. "Wei Wan, this is not a trivial matter. Don't joke around."
"I'm not kidding, it's me." Wei Wan said.
Any random student here would be expelled by the dean of studies, except Wei Wan. Wei Wan's family donated a teaching building, and he was a young master that no one dared to offend. Not to mention blowing up a public bathroom, even if he blew up all the bathrooms in the dormitory building, the dean of studies would not dare to touch him.
But the dean of studies could not allow his authority to be challenged in this way.
"Wei Wan, you're really crazy. You're about to graduate. Can you please stop acting like a little kid and playing pranks like this in school?"
The Dean of Studies sighed heavily, "That's enough! Reflect on yourself! Dormitory Manager, contact the cleaning team to come to the public bathroom!"
Then her eyes turned fiercely to the "poor students" on the list, "And you, you're lucky this time, don't let me catch you doing anything wrong next time!"
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Something was getting wrong, the whole atmosphere in the school was like that.
The head teacher became more and more fierce, to the point of being unreasonable. In the evening, before the routine club activities began, everyone gathered in the classroom. Su Yue saw with his own eyes that several players had dark circles under their eyes.
On the first day of the game, their faces were not so pale.
"I can't take it anymore! I really can't take it anymore!" One person, who was mentally fragile, watched the candle flickering on the big screen and couldn't help but cry out in disbelief. "I have nightmares every night. Today's nightmare was that everywhere I walked, there was blood on the ground, blood on my hands, blood in front of my eyes. I dared not sleep at all! I woke up in shock and went back to sleep with the same dream! I might as well just die!"
If the nightmares of the past few days only disturbed the players' minds, now the nightmares have brought them substantial impact.
The players' condition is getting worse and worse. If they continue to waste time, they may do something extreme.
The principal's repeated emphasis on the so-called "poor students" also makes people feel that she will take irrational actions.
There is no clue for the time being, but undercurrents are surging.
There was nothing that needed to be done, but Su Yue knew that if there was no further progress, it would be too late. Perhaps tomorrow, the players in this classroom would start killing each other because of this bizarre nightmare.
But what should he do?
"Is it you?" The player had already begun to yell in frustration in the classroom, his eyes bloodshot. "It's you? Who is it?! Why are you trying to hurt me?!"
"Shut up!" Someone else started to get anxious. "Everyone is having a nightmare. Don't think you're the only victim!"
Seeing that the situation was about to develop in an uncontrollable direction, Su Yue had no choice but to pick up the blackboard stick lying in the groove and whip it hard to make everyone shut up.
Su Yue's blackboard brush was very skillful, and the sound was very loud, which made the classroom quiet all of a sudden.
"Why are you pretending?" someone else shouted, "You think you're so great, don't you?"
Su Yue ignored him, leaning against the podium, twisting the hard pointer into a twist, and then turned around: "Hmm?"
…
This time there was real silence.
Not long after, the club activity started, and the president walked in and urged everyone to summon the Pen Fairy. This time, he refused to let Su Yue and Cang Zhi participate in the summoning, saying that he wanted to give all students an equal opportunity.
Su Yue tried to insist on participating in the invitation ceremony, but the president cited the school rules, saying that the club president had the right to adjust the rules of the activity.
If Su Yue insisted further, he might be expelled again. This was a rule he could not resist.
There was no other way but to let the president select a few players to come on stage and summon the spirits.
They were all locked outside the classroom.
The summoning process resumed in the inner room, the lights dimming. The other players left outside, unselected for the summoning, wore dismal expressions under the dim light. Suspicion and suspicion shone through their eyes, and Su Yue was very familiar with the expressions on several of them; that was murderous intent.
We really can't delay this any longer.
But there are no clues, where can I find them?
Su Yue tried hard to recall the dean's reaction this morning. He felt that this should be an important point.
At that time, Wei Wan came out and admitted that he was the one who blew up the public bathroom. When she criticized Wei Wan, she said, "Like a child," probably saying that Wei Wan was childish.
But this statement is difficult to understand and not normal.
wrong.
Like a flash of lightning passing through his mind, Su Yue suddenly realized.
The dean said, "Like a little kid."
She changed it to "child" in order to hide the word that came out of her mouth.
That word is "before."
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It seems that I have to start with Wei Wan’s memories.
So what did Wei Wan do before? Cause trouble, and yet still win the Goldfinch Award?
Wei Wan's headaches are only triggered at points related to amnesia, and it seems that the more related it is to memories, the more painful it is.
…
Su Yue stared at Wei Wan's face. Wei Wan was frightened by his gaze and stepped back in confusion.
Su Yue suddenly stood up and grabbed Wei Wan's shoulders: "What do you like to eat?"
"I..." Wei Wan was stunned for a long time, "Vanilla ice cream."
"OK!" Su Yue patted Wei Wan's shoulder generously, "Follow me!"
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Five minutes later.
Su Yue took Wei Wan to the teaching building where the music classroom was located and walked to the door of the first classroom.
Su Yue: "Do you have a headache?"
Wei Wan: “…No.”
Su Yue pulled him to the door of the second classroom: "What about this room? Do you have a headache? Did you remember anything?"
Wei Wan: ? ?
Wei Wan: “No.”
Wei Wan: "Don't use me as a tool!"
Su Yue: "Be obedient and let Azhi buy you vanilla ice cream."
Wei Wan: “…”
Cang Zhi: “…”
Su Yue said with a pleasant expression: "There are dozens of classrooms in this building. Just look at them all, dear. This is also to help you recall your memories."
Wei Wan: ???
Wei Wan shouted resentfully, "Are you human?"
Cang Zhi: Phew.
Su Yue: "..."
Indeed not.
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